Other-Worldly Restaurant of A Stay-at-Home Dad

Jonas looked at MEG with an incredible expression. He opened his mouth and closed it again. After a while, he said, "it doesn't sound very reliable."

"There is no reliable way to deal with the existence of kesulu, which spans endless years and is immortal. We can only gamble." McGonagall said with some helplessness.

He has done countless deduction, but in the end, all of them were overthrown by him.

So he can only try Sima's theory of lasagna cake and make a bet.

"I need you to make ten quests in the gus mountains, and start work at the same time, so that the quests in the left and right canyons will be bigger." McGonagall added.

Jonas couldn't figure out McGonagall's mind, but he was the commander in chief, and he could make up his mind. He nodded and said, "OK, we'll start tonight."

"Thank you."

McGonagall took Jonas back to the headquarters and asked Dominic to cooperate with Jonas.

"Louis, how is the investigation of Taoshan in the Dragon nationality?" McGonagall stopped Lewis as he was about to leave.

Louis looked at McGonagall and said, "kinks, the Taoshan mountain is about 1000 miles northwest of Golden Dragon Island. The scale should be enough to support the war. The orcs and elves have arrived. If other races need it, they have to cut it by themselves."

"Good." MEG nodded, which was good news.

Earlier, he and Dominic also talked about the problem of peach trees. The Los Empire received a large number of peach trees from its territory, but there were still some gaps.

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Ding! Ding! Show off——

Hammers forge steel, and the sound of red hot iron pouring into water for quenching rises and falls one after another in the huge forging workshop.

Thousands of blacksmiths from all ethnic groups are forging guns in full swing.

The deer, like a calf, seemed to be beating the iron block on the forging table with a huge hammer.

While Mo Bai, who was standing on one side, was dazed by the newly formed gun on the forging table next door.

"It's a good thing. You can build it in two days." The blacksmith next door noticed Mo Bai's expression and patted the gun with a smile.

"It's really a good thing." Mo Bai nodded and swallowed.

It's something he knows best.

After he started, Lulu took on most of the forging work in the shop. Almost every day, he studied how to forge better guns.

I didn't expect that as soon as they entered the arsenal, what they received was forging artillery.

Looking at the powerful black gun, Mo Bai was in a trance.

"Was it developed by the Lord's office?" Mo Bai asks tentatively.

"It's said that it's a drawing provided by a mysterious man. Although he's black, thick and inflexible, it's said that it's very powerful. One shot can hit more than ten miles and shatter a house." The blacksmith said with a smile, "we have to build more guns, all of which are to be pulled to the front line to fight the undead."

"Mysterious man." If ink and white have thought.

Approaching the war, he suddenly took out the fire paper and gave it to the city Lord's house. Such a mysterious man can only be boss Mai.

During this period, boss Mai seldom discussed the gun with him. Unexpectedly, he had made a perfect plan and increased the range of the gun to more than ten li, which far exceeded the gun he developed.

"Boss Mai is really a genius." Mo Bai sighed in his heart, but he didn't resent that McGonagall had hidden the fire from him.

In such an emergency, it was taken out and provided to the city Lord's house for free to deal with the demons and the undead Legion.

He had guessed McGonagall's idea that if there had been no invasion of the undead, he would not have taken out the gun at all.

This kind of killing weapon that ordinary people can control may become a disaster if it falls into the hands of those who have misdeeds.

The scale of the Arsenal in the city of chaos has expanded several times. With more and more blacksmiths joining voluntarily, the output of the arsenal has increased significantly, and hundreds of guns have been displayed in the warehouse.

The shells packed in wooden boxes are also full of a warehouse.

"When will these guns be delivered to the front line?" Michael came out of the gun depot and looked at the person in charge of the arsenal.

"Lord, the guns are here. They can be carried away at any time." Looking at Michael, the person in charge shook his head and said, "but the weight of a gun is more than ten tons. There are few flying mounts that can bear such weight in the city of chaos. It takes two days to go back and forth to the front line, and only one gun can be transported at a time."

Michael frowned. "Land?"

"It takes a special batch of trucks to go by land, but it's hard to support such a heavy carriage on the road to the Los empire. What's more, it will take ten days to get to the front line of the ice sheet from land, in the best case. " The person in charge said.

Michael frowned, thought for a while, and said, "it seems that we have to ask the dragon clan for help. Ten days later, the war is over."

The advance troops of the city of chaos have already set out to the north, and the follow-up troops are also setting out one after another.

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"Miss, the first 3000 pieces of cotton padded clothes have been collected. Although the craftsmanship is a little uneven, they still have a pattern. It's no problem to keep warm and warm." Mars walked quickly into the office, looking excitedly at Gloria, who was writing a letter at her desk.

"So fast?" Gloria looked up and said in surprise.

"Yes, everyone was enthusiastic and asked to get cotton again and continue to make cotton clothes." Mars nodded.

Gloria got up and walked around the office excitedly. She nodded and said, "it's no less efficient than our factory to supply all cotton and cotton cloth."

"It's not low enough. There should be more cotton padded clothes finished tonight. You don't know how many people are making cotton padded clothes in the city. It's the first time in my life that every family, young and old are making cotton padded clothes." Mars said with a smile, with some emotion.

The decisive battle is just around the corner, and the soldiers have no winter clothes.

After the request of the city Lord's office was issued, from the civilians to the rich businessmen, every family responded to the call to receive cotton and cotton cloth and make winter clothes for the soldiers.

Everyone wants to contribute to this war.

There are also many people who donate cotton padded clothes directly and donate their own cotton padded clothes to the warriors on the front line.

"Great." Gloria nodded, and her admiration for hill increased.

If it wasn't for her proposal, she would still be worried about how to prepare enough cotton padded clothes for the soldiers.

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"Well, the way of the world has changed." Harrison licked the ice cream and sat on the bench outside the ice cream shop with Jill, who also had the ice cream, sighing.

"Yes, it's a good way of life. If it changes, it changes." Jergi nodded, looking worried.